Friday, April 25, 2008

His Dark Materials Review

There is no doubt that I was drawn to see the film version of Phillip Pullman's The Golden Compass because of the controversy surrounding it. Someone had mentioned that Christians were ticked off and some were boycotting it, so I decided to do just the opposite. This says nothing about me in regards to my respect for Christians though- I am merely drawn to controversy like a cat to a dangling string. If you know me, then you know that I have respect for Christians who are not overly preachy or judgmental, such as my mother, my brother and my aunt, a nun, who is perhaps one of the truest people I know. Enough about that, I don't need to defend myself.
Immediately after watching the film I ran to a bookstore and purchased the anthology of the trilogy. I dived into it after enjoying The Hobbit.  
What Phillip Pullman created is a universe uniquely his own and yet so connected with our own, from physical similarities to metaphoric, that he earns his place among the great writers of our time. Compass starts off as a children's tale, and not much more than that. At first Lyra is no more than a curious and audacious child, bent on conquering her playmates in war games and seeking the most parlous thrills of which she can conceive. One such caper has her stumble upon an attempted poisoning and and a discussion about a scientific phenomenon known as "Dust."  This first adventure thrusts her into the midst of an adventure that rivals Tolkein's work and crosses generational gaps as though they were but the spaces in sidewalks. 
The grounding of the story in world much like our own, save for- most obviously- the daemons, is what gives the tale its initial appeal. I was amazed at how seamlessly he weaved the daemons into the world. Daemons are, essentially, physical manifestations of one's soul, or one's true self as its form delineates in adult life. Lyra's daemon, Pantalaimon, changes shape according to her mood and to fit her objective: if she's feeling sneaky, he'll change into a moth. Of most note, however, is Pullman's ability to establish this creature as an extension of the character, thus delving into some insight one might miss, and adding a new vulnerability to each character, as the death of a daemon means the death of a person, and visa-versa. Sure, it sounds fantastic, but once a few chapters into the tale, you begin to appreciate them not as "fantastic elements" but as integral parts of each character. Other genre defining elements- such as the hundreds of years old witches, the talking armored bears and the "humans" of a third world who look like an amalgam of elephants and gazelles- blend similarly.
Pullman's fascination with parallel universe theories and dark matter form the sturdy backbone of the novels. A "subtle knife" is created and passed to Will, Lyra's partner in her quest, a boy from our own world who stumbles upon a window through which he travels into a parallel universe. The knife can cut through anything, but most importantly it cuts a window through the parallel universes allowing people to travel through if they should stumble across one. The dark matter is called "dust" in Lyra's world and dark matter in our own. It appears to have a consciousness as it gravitates toward adults and moves in an all too meditated current in one of the many known universes. Being the master storyteller he is, Pullman stretches the explanation of this matter throughout the course of the three books, divulging fragments at a time to keep the reader wanting more and constantly expounding upon its significance in subtle, puzzle-like eloquence.  
The great and inescapable controversy is what Pullman handles most deftly. Ask anyone and they will tell you, "Oh, isn't that the book where some little girl kills God?" To that I answer yes and no. After reading the novels you will see that they are not direct, malevolent attacks of Christianity, but a poignant, humanistic study of those things that make us human- namely compassion, intrigue and the quest for knowledge. The book's central argument is that man is not here to be controlled but to live in commune with nature and the universe, while simultaneously discovering its truths and tearing at fabrications until all we have is truth, each other and the wisdom that death is not something to fear and that life is meant to be lived. 
Pullman once stated that the novels were a response to C.S. Lewis's "Chronicles of Narnia," but I hold my conviction firm that he did not do so maliciously. On a superficial level, it was necessary to create a world stripped of allegory (as Tolkein's works, although not meant as allegories, have suffered from such labeling) and a re-examination of the vague concepts "right" and "wrong", and "good" and "evil". Sure this has been done, but to use children as central characters we are reminded of the innocence of youth and Pullman uses that pretense as the surface upon which we should dissect morality. For Will, it was once necessary to kill and forget the implications, just as much as it was later necessary to feel compassionate in order to survive. Selfishness, lying and other such moral and ethical ideas are similarly examined and allowed to evolve from polarities. Concurrently, it was essential to examine the nature of these ideas from a non-Christian standpoint, so that when "the church" and "God" are killed, their deaths fuel the existential understanding that humanity can make the right decisions without religion. In fact, at the end of the novel, Lyra and Will are charged with the responsibility to spread truth, foster inquiry and live humanitarian and ethical lives because everyone deserves truth, everyone deserves love and everyone deserves the right to carve his or her own path.

I think that Pullman probably respects good Christians and other people of faith so long as they don't judge or use their faith to belittle or control. The humanistic messages of his novel speak to this too loudly for it to not be true. 
From a Wiccan standpoint, it's cool to see the notion of a universal consciousness manifested through the dust and similarly, although unintentionally, there are elements that I can even call mirroring of Wiccan tenets. Excellent!  

So it goes without saying that I highly recommend these books. 
10~

yours in ghost,

(g)

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Friday, March 7, 2008

Interrupt...

I dare you,
broken and open,
your fist a brick tipped into the ocean.
Sure, a splash; 
but on who's radar?
Your glowing impenetrability
your emboldened color
can't help you swim
or brag about your dent, 
gone as soon as impact
as gone as a breath on a cold day.
The ripples subside-
a failed exam on a bed of murder,
blood engulfing the damning letter.
Bold.
A bold move.
Very brave, very macho, very patriotic.
Soon to sink to the depths
save the Atlantis allusions
and the detrimental environmental impact.
Sink.
Erode.
Sand in the abyss shrugged off by some phosphorescent monstrosity. 

 

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Acrylic Experiment




Hello!
Long time!
Well, here's my first attempt at using acrylics. I used black, white and a set of basic colrs (Green, yellow, red, blue, b & w). My biggest acheivement so far, in my opinion, was the skin tone I came up with and then reproduced with ease.
Payday Friday! That means I'll be hitting up Michael's (the only art store in this, the armpit) and fetching canvass, more than likely the student friendly canvass boards.

More to come soon, my absent readers, I promise; including video podcasts!

yours in ghost,
(g)

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Love and Loss: Brokeback Mountain Film Review

The abstract concept of love has always been discuccable yet undefinable. Love brings us together and tears us apart. Love creeps up upon us when we least suspect it and is often dificult to fend off; it is often said that ince in love, you can never fall out of it. Whatever the case may be, love is nearly impossible to directly describe, and so writers have, for centuries, created tales of love. Filled with varying human actions that seek to distinguish what is love from what isn't, some come across as corny and most are filled with cliches. In film, we usually run into the same problems, but the advantage of film is that the ultimate power of the written word can be combined with human interaction- film (like the acted plays) provides us with a chance to experience the poetry of love. And when the combination of the human element and the written word is a seamless weave, the viewer can wrap himself the warmth of love, and if but for a fleeting few hours, can understand what someone's defintion of love.
BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN is one of those films. Set in Wyoming, this tale of lovers is, on a superficial basis, littered with cliches: forbidden love, affairs, lost love, utter devotion, etc. But what sets this film apart are the layers upon layers on which it is built. Under the careful direction of Ang Lee, a love tale is brought to life. Combining precise cinematography and composition with a fine set of actors, Lee portrays this tale of forbidden love. Ennis Del Mar, a tight-jawed midwestern cowboy played by Heath Ledger and Jack Twist (Jake Gyllenhaal) seek employment in the early 60's. They are both hired to guide a flock of sheep up a mountainside -Brokeback Moountain- through the summer. They only spend meals together, carrying out different tasks for the rest of the day. Slowly they begin warming up to eachother, and, when a bitter cold has Twist invite Del Mar into the tent, the two make love in the warmth of the tent, and continue their affair until the end of the job. From here the story begins its rocky tavels forward, as Del Mar returns home to his soon to be wife Alma (Michelle Williams) and Twist soon finds a wife in Lureen Newsome (Anne Hathaway). The film continues for the next 20 years or so, with Del Mar and Twist reuniting at Brokeback Mountain to continue their affair.
To say anything else about the plot would be giving too much away, so I'll continue with a discussion of the elements that made this film a beautiful exposition of love. First of all the acting was superb. Ledger gave an Oscar worthy performance, with his tight-jawed Midwestern accent and demeanor, he believeably portrayed a man torm between love and a life of responsibility towards his daughters. His facial expressions conveyed so much. While with Twist, be it happy or sad, you knew he was feeling either emotion. While separated from Twist, in his eyes one could see the longing of a man who knew love but struggled with societal norms and expectations that tore at him in every waking moment. There is a bit of history that also prevents him from fulfilling his heart's desires, and that notably eats at him too. Williams plays the role of betrayed wife well. She actually sees her husband kissing Twist and remains tight lipped about it until a crucial scene where she cracks. And as bad as you feel for Twist and Del Mar, so you feel for Williams's character.
An ability to make the viewer feel torn is yet another strength of the film. Del Mar and Twist are clearly in love, but you can't help but feel bad for Alma (Williams) and Newsome (Hathaway). These two women are innocents in a story much bigger than the players. Alma is in love with her husband and Newsome is struggling with a marriage that should have been nothing but a fling. And of course there are children involved, so the complications only build.
Lee's composition is a key element of the film. The placing of chracters in relation to the background conveys more than words sometimes, and supplements them others. When Del Mar and Twist escape to Brokeback Mountain, the beauty and serenity of the scenery provide for them that utopian dreamworld where love rules over reason. The craggy mountains and arduous storms are symbolic of the path they must tread if they wish to be together; the lush greenery, the clear water of the rivers and streams and serene ambiance of the natural and wild realm are symbolic of the purity and truth of the love they feel for one another. Careful composition of their flirtations and physical interactions also help convey their intense feelings. After not having seen eachother for four years, the two hug and then are pulled into one of the most passionate, affectionate kisses captured on film, their embrace only rivaled their final one towards the end of the film. While kissing, the camera places them somewhat off center, focusing more on their hands as they feel eachother's faces in surreal disbelief, clutching at eachother's wardrobes as though if they were to let go the other may be lost forever.
The love in the film is definitely real. The ending is perhaps one of the saddest I have seen and I wept in a heaving mess of tears. As a film it is tremendous and as a love film it dominates.
If asked to define love and all of its complexities and all of its simplicities , I would show that person BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN.

This film is a 10 of 10.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Finding Forever Review

Common has always been an incredible MC. Like his recent career choices or not- acting, Gap ads, etc.- one can't deny the uncanny rhyming ability, presence, flow and diverse subject matter presented by the Chicago representative. From tributes to Political refugee Assata Shakur ("A Song for Assata") to well disguised metaphors (hip hop symbolized by a former lover in "I Used to Love HER") to unique love songs ("The Light") to storytelling ("Testify"), Common has set the standard for originality and general song composition; let us not also forget his ability to mold genuine, true-school, Hip-Hop anthems ("The Sixth Sense").
It's no surprise then that his last album, BE achieved great commercial success and a Grammy nomination for Best Rap Album. It was critically acclaimed by both fans and tough critics alike, and with good reason. Producer Kanye West seemed to be the guiding light (no pun intended, vis a vis recent attacks on Kanye's sexuality) to help Common back in to port after a head scratching, yet somewhat satisfying ELECTRIC CIRCUS. Common seemed to be more focused and flowed more naturally over the boom-bap and soul inspired production of West.
Finding Forever finds Common and Ye teaming up again to create an even better album. Kanye handles production on 8 of the 12 tracks, with one apiece by will.i.am., the late Jay-Dilla, and Devo Springsteen. It plays like a continuation of BE which both hurts and helps the album. Usually a "say the positive first" kind of guy, I'm going to go head and do the opposite. The album tends to drag a bit on a few songs. The production on "Black Maybe" and "Break My Heart" stick too close to both Common and Kanye's formula's respectively. "U, Black Maybe" sounds like something that would have made ELECTRIC CIRCUS more grounded and "Break My Heart" finds Kanye relying on his usual formula of a repetitive sample, a bit too lazily.

The album, though, excels past the boundaries of BE. Will.i.am.'s production on "I Want You" is his best since his Nas hit "Hip Hop is Dead" and works perfectly for Common, as it's synth plays well against Common's ode to an old lover. In content, the song is reminiscent of "The Light" in how bright it stands against the dense fog of cookie-cutter rap love songs. "Drivin Me Wild", featuring the delicate yet savvy voice of Lily Allen, is a testament to Common's storytelling ability and commanding flow, as he navigates the choppy, infectious beat with a tale of characters in troubled waters. "Misunderstood" stands out with its haunting piano, ominous flute and well placed Nina Simone sample, while Common deftly plays social observer, detailing the paradoxes confronted by struggling people. "U, Black Maybe" (despite my previous comments) stands as a powerful observation on culture and lifestyle. "The People" is a more upbeat social commentary, embedded with hope and sense of pride in self that comes from introspection as opposed to egotistical machismo found in the bawdy mainstream rap anthems of today. "Let's Start the Show" is the perfect 'Track 2'- that first full song on a rap album that blows your mind and usually foretells a dope album (i.e. Atmosphere's "Onemosphere" on GOD LOVES UGLY), and "Southside" is filled with lines that make you go "Ohhhhhhh, sh**!". Kanye, appearing on the latter, trades similarly potent verses with Common that help solidify him as -lyrically- one of the strongest in the game.
"So Far to Go", produced by the late, great and long time Common collaborator J Dilla, throws D'Angelo back into the mix, giving a feeling reminiscent of the soliquarians' chemistry from LIKE WATER FOR CHOCOLATE. This track appeared on J Dilla's last album, but was worth the inclusion, as Common has many times stated that the album is somewhat a dedication to the much missed producer. The standout track, however, is "The Game". If you know me, you know how much I love DJ Premier and Common last collabo- "The Sixth Sense". It is, in my opinion, Common's greatest achievement. This track might be just sharing a spot upon that pedestal. Kanye actually produces the track, but Preemo's scratches stand out in typical Preemo style, a style that will never die, that will always be hip-hop. (It's also a good indication that Preemo did not take offense to Common's line: My daughter found Nemo/ I found the new Preemo {from "The People"}). The album ends on a positive tip with "Forever Found". It rings with and upbeat piano and scant drum placement, while Common tells of great achievements of his own and his culture. "No religion or race could ever describe us" he says, while a vocal sample plays softly in the background. It is if he were looking back over his phenomenal career and the rocky roads traversed towards progress endured by all who have struggled, with reality causing him to choke back a tear and a hopeful glint in his eye guiding him towards forever.

I Highly recommend this album.

8 out of 10.

Friday, August 10, 2007

the write

Thank you Armando.
Thank you for your inspiration. I just typed up 5 1/2 pages worth of the vampire story and I think, for once, that I statred it out right.
I'll post more on this story as it becomes availiable.
I must also thank Salem's Lot, in which the writer chracter wwas said to have written for three hours straight, 3 times in one day. Three hour increments sound reasonable, I just wish it could be three of them. Oh well. On my last day of summer I find inspiration and I write.
Go figure.



yours in ghost,

(g)